<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:42:04.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>undefined</title><subtitle type='html'>...she must and shall go free...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-114335703030639089</id><published>2006-03-25T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:10:30.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...lost...</title><summary type='text'>i've misplaced my writing...used to write...now i don't...maybe it will show up soon...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/114335703030639089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=114335703030639089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/114335703030639089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/114335703030639089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2006/03/lost.html' title='...lost...'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-112621119818245400</id><published>2005-09-08T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T13:26:38.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pains...</title><summary type='text'>There is creation and Creator, nothing more.  And creation gets all its meaning and purpose from God...piperdriftingset apart by sinleft alonestill, unmovinglosttraveling in darknessincompletetainted with disgustwashedcovered in His bloodyet drenched in this skinugly and uselesstorn and dimentedhopeless in my heartunpure and dissatisfiedwhere have i gonewhere else is there to turnsunkalone in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/112621119818245400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=112621119818245400' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/112621119818245400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/112621119818245400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2005/09/pains.html' title='pains...'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-112542224519706018</id><published>2005-08-30T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T10:17:25.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brett and I went to Lake Brownwood a couple of weeks ago for his family reunion...spent a week there and when I got back to Lubbock I still felt like I was on the boat...and just in case any of you were wondering, I am definitely a pro wakeboarder now...as the picture above can prove..haha...if only you could have seen it...write more soon...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-112127267002126451</id><published>2005-07-13T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:37:50.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a really long time</title><summary type='text'>its been a long time...have you ever felt like your life was going nowhere??  i think i'm in a rut or something...all i have been wanting to do is sleep...it seems like everyone around me is moving and i am standing still.brett just applied for a billion jobs all over the u.s. and he seems to be getting along with life...but i'm just here...dang.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/112127267002126451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=112127267002126451' title='0 Comments'/><link 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=112016561084328253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/112016561084328253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/112016561084328253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2005/06/restless.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-108516867475539838</id><published>2004-05-21T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T12:44:34.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons why i'm bored out of my mind</title><summary type='text'>bretts gonejordan's still gonei don't have anybody's phone number anymorei've packed my house as much as i canrepeat all of those three million more timesi'm so stinkin boredthis is not good</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/108516867475539838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=108516867475539838' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108516867475539838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108516867475539838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2004/05/reasons-why-im-bored-out-of-my-mind.html' title='reasons why i&apos;m bored out of my mind'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-108447902513783116</id><published>2004-05-13T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T13:14:09.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons why i just ate 2 chocolate snack packs</title><summary type='text'>1.  because i'm 23 years old and i'm allowed to2.  because they are so delicious3.  because they were free4.  because i needed a snack5.  because i love chocolate6.  because no one else is here to eat them7.  because there is virtually no mess...except maybe around my mouth...plastic container, plastic spoon...oh yeah</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/108447902513783116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=108447902513783116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108447902513783116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108447902513783116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2004/05/reasons-why-i-just-ate-2-chocolate.html' title='reasons why i just ate 2 chocolate snack packs'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-108438638525910894</id><published>2004-05-12T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T11:26:25.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To boys who make you feel better </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108438638525910894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108438638525910894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2004/05/to-boys-who-make-you-feel-better.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-108438682084563038</id><published>2004-05-12T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T11:33:40.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>better</title><summary type='text'>i'm trying to write a song...i've got some words but i keep changing them when i try to put music to it and then i keep changing the music...its quite a frustrating processi've been feeling bad again...almost to the extent (as far as the headaches and exhaustion go) that i was feeling at the first of the fall semester...i'm not sure whats going on, but it did inspire todays postthings that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/108438682084563038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=108438682084563038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108438682084563038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108438682084563038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2004/05/better.html' title='better'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-108429151615072429</id><published>2004-05-11T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T09:12:34.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><summary type='text'>so brett has his electrophysiology exam on friday...they will be sticking a catheder through his leg into his heart to determine whats wrong, so please keep that in your prayersi finally posted a picture below this posti'm done with school!! woo hoo!today's random list:movies to watch when:you need a laugh-slackers:  one word, jason schwartzman-3 amigos-nothing to lose-office space</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/108429151615072429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=108429151615072429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108429151615072429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108429151615072429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2004/05/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-108275559061489706</id><published>2004-04-23T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T14:29:30.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm wearing my retainers...weird  its high school all over again... my jaw has been hurting so i thought i'd pull the retainers out of retirement...its funny, you guys should call me later when i have them in because i can't talki think i'm going to japan in july for free...awesome...i'll be going with lake highlands church in austin as a sponser for 6 kids who are going and the church is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/108275559061489706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=108275559061489706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108275559061489706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108275559061489706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-wearing-my-retainers.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-108024597407410142</id><published>2004-03-25T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T12:22:05.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boyfriends roommates and sisters....what a weird and messed up life.wow it has been a long time since i've written...my apologies.pearce, you make me smile, i'll bring your books by very soon, I PROMISE :)sandy's moving out...man, there's lots of stuff going on, good, bad, pointless, but too much to talk about right now.last night i was leaving brett's house and it was dark outside and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/108024597407410142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=108024597407410142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108024597407410142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/108024597407410142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2004/03/boyfriends-roommates-and-sisters.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-107716156808186701</id><published>2004-02-18T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T19:34:43.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so yesterday i decided to quit playing the guitar out of frustration...lots of frustration...i cried and acted like a baby because this has taken me (well at least picking up strumming patterns) a lot longer to pick up than anything else i have attempted in my life.  however, today i decided to come out of retirement :) because its just so soothing and peaceful and relaxing when i don't get all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/107716156808186701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=107716156808186701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107716156808186701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107716156808186701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-yesterday-i-decided-to-quit-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-107621322068052539</id><published>2004-02-07T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T20:08:45.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm pretty sure i'm addicted to gandy's french onion dip and ruffles chips...yeah, i definitely am...i thought this was just a phase, but do phases last for more than 2 months??? and how can one only want to eat that for every meal for 2 months?  i've started intermural basketball (did i spell that right?) with some people with southcrest and we have won both games that we have played...we play</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/107621322068052539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=107621322068052539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107621322068052539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107621322068052539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2004/02/im-pretty-sure-im-addicted-to-gandys.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-107541502632395439</id><published>2004-01-29T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T14:25:21.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there's something in the air thats making everyone go crazy....plus i don't like capital letters...is that weird?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/107541502632395439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=107541502632395439' title='0 Comments'/><link 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=107462438285309201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107462438285309201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107462438285309201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2004/01/hi-pearce.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-107462401261587175</id><published>2004-01-20T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T10:41:38.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there are days...way too many days actually...when you go throughout the entire day without noticing the creation around you...not just the sky or the landscape but people and how beautiful they are the way that they were created by God.  despite all of the sin and the desperate ugliness that comes with human flesh at times, those things which we choose to see more often than not, the qualities </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/107462401261587175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=107462401261587175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107462401261587175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107462401261587175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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everyday from streams in the desert and i really enjoy it...God has done a lot in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/107188823264471577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=107188823264471577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107188823264471577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107188823264471577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/12/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-107024816291789971</id><published>2003-11-30T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T19:09:59.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...i can't stand the sound of losing cotnrol but whenever You're around i can't find the breath to speak at all...the problems that i can't fix are driving me crazy...hollie's ed is out of control...she is falling under it and losing herself...brett's search for redemption has caved in on him...my family's obsession with having jodi home is eating away at everyone...and jodi is just...well, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/107024816291789971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=107024816291789971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107024816291789971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/107024816291789971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106965246973203504</id><published>2003-11-23T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T21:41:38.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah! two new AWESOME birthday discoveries!*tree left me two presents that i just discovered....he hid them well...1) new sarah mclachlan cd and 2) new empire records collector's edition dvd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ah! go tree!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106965246973203504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106965246973203504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106965246973203504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106965246973203504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/11/ah-two-new-awesome-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106964700945033495</id><published>2003-11-23T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T20:11:42.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yah me...tomorrow is my birthday...BUT the birthday festivities began on friday as follows:*the vinsons gave me a 25 dollar gift certificate to target...go vinsons*sandy and rod gave me early birthday presents: the emperors new groove on dvd and nichole nordeman live at the door...yah sandy and rod*stacey (older sister) is here...sweet*brett kyle sandy and rod took me dancing in the 80's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106964700945033495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106964700945033495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106964700945033495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106964700945033495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/11/yah-me.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106883288017145577</id><published>2003-11-14T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T10:01:40.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is just what is on my mind...i spend a lot of time trying to figure out what other people need so that i can help them...in fact i will do whatever is necessary in order to help someone feel better, do better, be happy, or whatever their need is at the time...thats the way i am, its my nature...i can't help it, even if i didn't want to be this way i couldn't stop it...and i love it...it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106883288017145577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106883288017145577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106883288017145577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106883288017145577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/11/this-is-just-what-is-on-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106771375588471042</id><published>2003-11-01T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T11:09:14.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You awaken us to delight in Your praise, for You made us for Yourself, and our hearts are restless until they rest in You.-St. AugustineI have heard your prayer, I have seen your tears; behold, I will heal you.  -2 Kings 20:5But now for a brief moment grace has been shown from the Lord our God, to leave us an escaped remnant and to give us a peg in His holy place, that our God may enlighten </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106771375588471042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106771375588471042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106771375588471042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106771375588471042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/11/you-awaken-us-to-delight-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106763582956651311</id><published>2003-10-31T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T13:30:28.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bahahahahaha</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106763582956651311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106763582956651311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106763582956651311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106763582956651311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/10/bahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106695774140020688</id><published>2003-10-23T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T18:09:01.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things i have learned from working at united...1.  not all old people are nice2.  the flowers are NEVER for you3.  way more than 10 items can fit in those little carry baskets when you are working the express line4.  you will always be 16...even though you are almost 23 and almost done with college...5.  you will never get away from all of the "high school gossip"...and you have to listen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106654878899787329</id><published>2003-10-19T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T00:33:08.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was a good week...brokenness is entering....i had a major meltdown last sunday...but it was the cause of the goodness of the week.lets see...dad's birthday was this week...he's 51, happy birthday daddy.  i had the house to myself all weekend, it was really really nice...yeah, super nice.i saw jodi today.i'm reading messy spirituality.dusty t. called to check on me yesterday, just to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106654878899787329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106654878899787329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106654878899787329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106654878899787329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/10/it-was-good-week.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106570823456653500</id><published>2003-10-09T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T07:04:54.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>slowly dreaming       quickly speakingwide awake, skin shedhopes laid bare       alert and well awaretick tock beats her heartthe time has come       to lose controledging forward       drawing nearsomehow she must shed this fearlet go and livebe quiet and see       stop fading awaydrink it all inwait for the taste       how could this life be such a wasteHis love turns around</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106570823456653500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106570823456653500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106570823456653500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106570823456653500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/10/slowly-dreaming-quickly-speaking-wide.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-10653343929030989</id><published>2003-10-04T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T23:13:12.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i like grahamthanks graham for hanging out with me at the gameand for being concerned about me when you were talking to jordway to go big daddy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/10653343929030989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=10653343929030989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/10653343929030989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/10653343929030989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-like-graham-thanks-graham-for.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106514141382381844</id><published>2003-10-02T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T17:36:53.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one thought first...i cried today at work...i cried a lot today actually because of the overwhelming feeling of inadequecy with being able to help and provied for the needs of those around me...mostly for those that i don't know personally but need help.  how do you combine compassion with discipline?  so i wrote this in response to what i wrote yesterday...its sort of the "other side"...the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106514141382381844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106514141382381844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106514141382381844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106514141382381844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/10/one-thought-first.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106502325229175315</id><published>2003-10-01T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T08:47:31.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>incandescentwho is shattered by this lightbrokennesshumilitybrilliant illuminationscattered numbness fallslifedesirerevelationredemptionbright, dancingblinding...breathtakingcaptivatingglowingexhaustingrefreshinglifedeathpassionthis is what i've hoped fordreamed ofsecond lifeLovesanctityholinesspuritydepthHe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106502325229175315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106502325229175315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106502325229175315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106502325229175315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/10/incandescent-who-is-shattered-by-this.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106480635241583561</id><published>2003-09-28T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T20:32:32.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so as most of you guys have heard i'm feeling better these days...so lets just stay off of that subjecthaha...so since i was feeling better i decided to take advantage of my new freedom and go to the lake and try out brett's new wakeboard...i hurt my hand...but it was worth it, although i got frustrated because i was having a hard time twisting...but dude, it was the lake and brett and his dad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106480635241583561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106480635241583561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106480635241583561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106480635241583561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/so-as-most-of-you-guys-have-heard-im.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106385099110796484</id><published>2003-09-17T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T19:09:51.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>would someone please shoot me in the head???ok i have lots of things to say, so bear with me.i felt better the past two days, yippppppppppppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....so good in fact, that i even got to play basketball tonight to let off some steam....however, i haven't taken my medicine yet today, so we are hoping for the best.my mom cancelled my tests for friday...we'll just leave that one </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106376258899023301</id><published>2003-09-16T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T18:36:28.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{singing}i'm the odd man out...lalalalawhy do these girls try to hurt my feelings...lalalalagirls are stupid...lalalalaexcept for kim and becky and hollie...lalalalamy life is great...lalalalathats why i'm singing...lalalalaum...this post (since it is posted in singing mode) might be due to the fact that i have had too much medicine today...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106376258899023301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106376258899023301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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united...really loud...without knowing it...and then when i do notice it, laughing and singing even louder to make sure that all of those staring get a good show..........2: organize my closet...and this one is on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106363633587136292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106363633587136292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106363633587136292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106363633587136292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/this-one-shall-be-called.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106363368132166258</id><published>2003-09-15T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T06:48:01.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random fact of the day</title><summary type='text'>did you know that an ostrich can weigh up to 300 lbs?  whoa..thats one big bird.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106363368132166258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106363368132166258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106363368132166258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106363368132166258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/random-fact-of-day.html' title='random fact of the day'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106338332422503357</id><published>2003-09-12T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T09:15:24.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>can we all just take a moment of silence for my empire records poster please....................................................................dang, that poster is sweet.  i just sit in my bed and stare at it, this makes my life happy....shout out to empire records, oh and by the way the other night we were goofing off and i made a fake will because i don't really have anything that is like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106338332422503357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106338332422503357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106338332422503357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106338332422503357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/can-we-all-just-take-moment-of-silence.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106324624407792248</id><published>2003-09-10T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T19:10:44.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok, so i don't mean to sound like i'm complaining at all if thats the way it sounds, i don't want that to be the way things come across at all, just to clear that up.  i'm not complaining, i am nervous, and so i guess that makes it come out the way it shouldn't sometimes.  i will say that it does suck however having to sit in my room all the time, BUT to make things so much better brett bought me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106324624407792248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106324624407792248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106324624407792248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106324624407792248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/ok-so-i-dont-mean-to-sound-like-im.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106317363667226750</id><published>2003-09-09T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T23:00:36.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>update numero dos....and $250 some odd dollars later i have two more appointments and 2 more months of medicine to purchase...suck.  so just in case you're wondering, its not a very pleasant, yet very embarrassing, experience going to get your kidneys checked out...we'll just leave that at that.  so, i go, he pushes my tummy and back around, tells me to come back on the 19th for tests which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106317363667226750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106317363667226750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106317363667226750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106317363667226750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/update-numero-dos.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106303198334441892</id><published>2003-09-08T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T07:39:43.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>question of the day</title><summary type='text'>what would you do if you only had 2 weeks to live...hmmm?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106303198334441892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106303198334441892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106303198334441892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106303198334441892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/question-of-day.html' title='question of the day'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106303090308322649</id><published>2003-09-08T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T07:21:43.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aruba jamaica oooo i wanna take yato bermuda bahama come on PRETTY MAMAkey largo montego baby why don't we goto kokomo we'll get there fastand then we'll take it slow</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106286746113644671</id><published>2003-09-06T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T09:57:41.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>#58: nathan spencer and his don't mess with texas shirt..that rocks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106286746113644671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106286746113644671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106286746113644671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106286746113644671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/58-nathan-spencer-and-his-dont-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106281765093210512</id><published>2003-09-05T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T20:07:30.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><summary type='text'>update numero uno...i am going to get blood work done in the morning so that i don't have to do that on tuesday...so this means that a: we will know for sure how bad my infection is, b: that i don't have to wait to get it done on tuesday, and c: because i don't have to wait they can go ahead and run all of the other tests on me like run dye through my blood so that they can get a good look at my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106281765093210512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106281765093210512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106281765093210512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106281765093210512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106278857527464272</id><published>2003-09-05T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T12:02:55.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>#57: oh ode to pearce</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106278857527464272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106278857527464272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106278857527464272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106278857527464272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/57-oh-ode-to-pearce.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106278849281509314</id><published>2003-09-05T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T12:01:32.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh ode to pearceroses are redviolets are bluewithout pearce's sarcasmwhat would i dooh ode to pearcehe goes by his last namehis first name is jasonisn't that lamehe listens to 800 cds a dayand reads 500 bookshe sleeps with a little black mask on his eyesbut he isn't gayoh ode to pearcewhat else can i sayi love this guyso his sarcasm can stay...there you go pearce...i tried </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106277492130725936</id><published>2003-09-05T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T08:15:21.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>#56: kim, just kim, her and her posts already made the list, but i do believe that she deserves a number of her ownholla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106277492130725936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106277492130725936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106277492130725936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106277492130725936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/56-kim-just-kim-her-and-her-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106277399442899970</id><published>2003-09-05T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T08:00:24.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fyiso, bubble toes by jack johnson, lets just consider that #55, but he talks about how her feet are infested with tar balls...well, maybe i'm dumb, but i didn't know what that meant, until now and i thought that you other jack johnson fans who also didn't know might like some light shed on the subject: it's tar that gets stuck on your feet from the Santa Barbara beaches...who knew?  way to go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106277399442899970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106277399442899970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106277399442899970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106277399442899970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/fyi-so-bubble-toes-by-jack-johnson.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-10627737458470768</id><published>2003-09-05T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T07:55:45.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thanks kim for the prayers, i got sick again last night...so, i can't wait for tuesday...but enough of that on to better things like...................more favorites!! :)#41: the number 41, :)..i really do like this number#42: thunderstorm music#43: the beach#44: drunk customers#45: video games....for real#46: friends who show up in the middle of the night because you are sick#47: dusty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/10627737458470768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=10627737458470768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/10627737458470768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/10627737458470768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/thanks-kim-for-prayers-i-got-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106277308908828001</id><published>2003-09-05T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T07:44:49.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok ok so i'm not really mad at the world....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106272966549938111</id><published>2003-09-04T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T19:41:05.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm mad at the world</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106272966549938111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106272966549938111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106272966549938111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106272966549938111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/im-mad-at-world.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106270013226972771</id><published>2003-09-04T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T11:28:52.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>#31: cooking#32: jordan#33: drew#34: eyebrow rings#35: rain#36: sidewalk chalk#37: no work#38: empire records#39: the huge poster of corky romano's head we have hanging in our window#40: american eagle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106270013226972771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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cheesecake ice cream#2: my hair being played with#3: naps#4: strongbad#5: adam ludwig#6: saving silverman#7: counting crows#8: popcorn chicken..i think i'm obsessed#9: derek webb#10: basketball#11: sarcasm#12: alone time#13: four wheelers#14: playing the guitar#15: the lake#16: hot tubs#17: cal and kate#18: sisters#19: kim's posts</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106269300172330961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106269300172330961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106269300172330961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106269300172330961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106260982968056129</id><published>2003-09-03T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T10:23:49.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nothing escapes the governing of God....For although they knew God, they neither glorified him as God nor gave thanks to him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened.  Although they claimed to be wise, they became fools and exchanged the glory of the immortal God for images made to look like mortal man and birds and animals and reptiles.  Therefore God gave them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106260982968056129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106260982968056129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106260982968056129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106260982968056129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/09/nothing-escapes-governing-of-god.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106251819109712523</id><published>2003-09-02T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T08:56:30.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness for the day</title><summary type='text'>so right now i'm at the vinsons with kate and cal and i'm sitting in their desk chair which has a "homedics" massage/heat thingie on it...so i turned it on and it can massage your butt, your lower back and/or your upper back while providing heat to each part...its kind of weird, i'm not sure that i like it....we'll see if i do by the end of this post...school starts today...yuck...thats all i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106251819109712523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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are:sleepchinese foodsleepsweet teasleephang out time with hollie (sister)sleepdancingsleepbeing at the lakesleepoffice spacesleepchips and salsa from chilissleeprap</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106208706067506993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106208706067506993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106208706067506993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106208706067506993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/08/todays-cravings.html' title='today&apos;s cravings...'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106208451187584617</id><published>2003-08-28T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T08:28:32.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life as i know it</title><summary type='text'>so i haven't had  a fever in almost two days, so thats good...and i'm feeling better, but i haven't been doing much so we'll see how it goes when i work from 2-11 at the big blue U tomorrow...yuckall of the roommates are back finally, its been nice but we haven't got to hang out all together that much, we did take a small trip to bahama bucks last night though because megan had never been...it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106208451187584617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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sick...........apparently really sick because i have to go see a specialist this coming week for my kidneys so they can tell me how much damage i have and what i need to do...everyone is kind of freaking out because my doctor was so concerned and because i had to be sent home from work because i started shaking so bad and i got dizzy and lightheaded and had a horrible headache and stomach </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106168002228485640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106168002228485640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106168002228485640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106168002228485640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106121672375898828</id><published>2003-08-18T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T07:25:23.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what does this mean?</title><summary type='text'>{idon't pretend to know what you knownow please don't pretend to know what's on my mindif we already knew everything that everybody knowswe would have nothing to learn tonightand we would have nothing to show tonightbut everybody thinks that everybody knowsabout everybody else but nobody knowsanything about themselvesbecause they're all worried about everybody else}</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106121672375898828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106121672375898828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106121672375898828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106121672375898828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/08/what-does-this-mean.html' title='what does this mean?'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106121502336292308</id><published>2003-08-18T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T06:57:03.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, i'm back</title><summary type='text'>did you miss me?  right, so i'm back in lubbock...here's the rundown.the wedding was perfect, jordan said that it was everything that she wanted it to be, so to me, thats perfect...and the reception was probably the funnest thing i've done all summer, so that also, to me, is perfect.  i have millions of pictures, so if you feel the need to see the beach wedding, holla at me.  {i feel that it is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106121502336292308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106121502336292308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106121502336292308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106121502336292308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/08/yes-im-back.html' title='yes, i&apos;m back'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106079664310581309</id><published>2003-08-13T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T10:48:48.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>question?</title><summary type='text'>what is it about throwing a frisbee around on the beach that sparks a man's masculinity???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106079664310581309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106079664310581309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106079664310581309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106079664310581309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/08/question.html' title='question?'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106078689445494741</id><published>2003-08-13T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T08:06:21.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts by me</title><summary type='text'>You awaken us to delight in Your praise, for You made us for Yourself and our hearts are restless until they rest in you.  -St. AugustineThe beach is so stinkin' peaceful...nice use of the word stinkin' huh??  Anyways, we were at the beach last night watching a meteor shower, well trying to at least, the moon was so bright that  we couldn't see but a few, and we just stood there wading in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106078689445494741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106078689445494741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106078689445494741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106078689445494741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/08/random-thoughts-by-me.html' title='random thoughts by me'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106074524875168620</id><published>2003-08-12T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T20:27:28.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dream come true</title><summary type='text'>i always wanted to live on the beach, i'm in corpus for jord's wedding and i am almost in heaven...it is so amazing here and i can't wait to get back on the beach tomorrow, just me, my cowboy hat, my sunglasses and a bathing suit and i could be set for life.  wish you guys were here enjoying this with me, the wedding's not until friday so you guys have plenty of time to get here, i'll be awaiting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106074524875168620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106074524875168620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106074524875168620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106074524875168620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/08/dream-come-true.html' title='dream come true'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106074507839929654</id><published>2003-08-12T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T20:24:38.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly skin</title><summary type='text'>so today i just admitted to myself that i have a horrible self-image...i think i have ugly skin, ok not like actual skin, but you know what i'm saying...i'm not sure where that comes from but i think it holds me back from a lot of things and keeps me in certain situations that make me feel worse...i'll write more later, too many eyes watching...but if anyone has any thoughts, feel free to comment</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106074507839929654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106074507839929654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106074507839929654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106074507839929654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/08/ugly-skin.html' title='ugly skin'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106062734405455976</id><published>2003-08-11T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T11:42:23.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me today</title><summary type='text'>my slinky cravings of the day....ben harperjack johnsonchocolate donutsplaying the guitarcuddling... hahariding 4-wheelersnow that would be the life :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106062734405455976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106062734405455976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106062734405455976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106062734405455976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/08/me-today.html' title='me today'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106036396757892787</id><published>2003-08-08T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T10:32:47.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rapture</title><summary type='text'>Overwhelmed in splendid raptureDazzling drops of grace surround my soulThis breathtaking view of gripping salvationYour face...Your handsOh God - my heart explodes with adorationYou engulf me in ecstasyAnd contain me in Your blissThe powerful sound of Your voice fascinates meEnchanted by Your graspThrilled by Your desiresCaressed by Your touchThreads of mercy clothe my soulThis </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106036396757892787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106036396757892787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106036396757892787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106036396757892787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/08/rapture.html' title='rapture'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106036377478727734</id><published>2003-08-08T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T10:29:34.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><summary type='text'>vulnerability seeps into my skin and slithers through my veins to attempt to crush my soul - my entire being - the very essence of this little life.  if there's one thing in my life that i detest more than anything else, its vulnerability.  for me - i feel - like its weakness...i don't like to feel defenseless, naked (if you will), or susceptible to anything or in the worst case anyone because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106036377478727734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=106036377478727734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106036377478727734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/106036377478727734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/2003/08/me.html' title='me'/><author><name>beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643979.post-106036310039702143</id><published>2003-08-08T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T10:18:20.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boys</title><summary type='text'>a day in the life...so last night i had a boy tell me that i was ugly..ok i can deal with that, he doesn't have to think that i'm pretty or cure or hot or whatever it is these days that you boys are referring to it as, and for the most part i even appreciated his bluntness and lack of comical comments or conversation either before that or after that.  he was certain of his view and got straight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/106036310039702143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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seems...all i have been doing for the past couple of weeks is sort through emotions and thoughts with the hope of becoming the person that i need to be...so right now my mind is left exhausted by my sould and my heart want to keep going.  and that also means that all of my thoughts are scattered and i'm not sure that i can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnightelizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/105996284032395698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5643979&amp;postID=105996284032395698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/105996284032395698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5643979/posts/default/105996284032395698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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